Man of Two Lives: A Narrative Written by HimselfWells, 1829 - 324 strán (strany) |
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... feel alarm at any thing like eccentricity . When I say this , " he added , " I ought to declare , to your honour , that the masters of the school speak of you to me in very high terms , both as to your regularity and your progress ...
... feel alarm at any thing like eccentricity . When I say this , " he added , " I ought to declare , to your honour , that the masters of the school speak of you to me in very high terms , both as to your regularity and your progress ...
Strana 22
... feel for departed excellence , and a wish to make all unite in the praise of genius . I break off reluctantly , merely reminding the reader , that it was on the authority of these artists I devoted a considerable time to the study of ...
... feel for departed excellence , and a wish to make all unite in the praise of genius . I break off reluctantly , merely reminding the reader , that it was on the authority of these artists I devoted a considerable time to the study of ...
Strana 40
... feel it impossible to escape remorse . Think with tenderness of such sufferers , and pray that their anguish may be efficacious . " A look of some surprise followed the ear- nestness of my injunction ; but my gift was re- ceived with a ...
... feel it impossible to escape remorse . Think with tenderness of such sufferers , and pray that their anguish may be efficacious . " A look of some surprise followed the ear- nestness of my injunction ; but my gift was re- ceived with a ...
Strana 47
... feel at a loss to recollect by what medium he did it . He did not say that he heard any part of our conversation before he joined us - neither was there any abruptness when he brought on the topic . In short , he was one of those ...
... feel at a loss to recollect by what medium he did it . He did not say that he heard any part of our conversation before he joined us - neither was there any abruptness when he brought on the topic . In short , he was one of those ...
Strana 51
... his kind , acquiesce in the common sense of their operations . " " And yet , " said the stranger , " plausible as all this sounds , I feel it impossible for me to acquiesce in the truth of it . Not only do THE MAN OF TWO LIVES . 51.
... his kind , acquiesce in the common sense of their operations . " " And yet , " said the stranger , " plausible as all this sounds , I feel it impossible for me to acquiesce in the truth of it . Not only do THE MAN OF TWO LIVES . 51.
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Strana 211 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 113 - Come, pensive nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain. Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of Cyprus lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies9 Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Strana 72 - IT was a dismal, and a fearful night, Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling Light, When Sleep, Death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker Death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? Ah me ! too much I know ! My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life to moan ? O thou hast left me all alone ! Thy soul and body, when...
Strana 11 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Strana 177 - I hesitate, from the apprehension of ridicule, when I approach the delicate subject of my e,arly love. By this word I do not mean the polite attention, the gallantry, without hope or design, which has originated in the spirit of chivalry, and is interwoven with the texture of French manners.
Strana 104 - From doubts unfetter'd, and dissolved in day ; Unwarm'd by vanity, unreach'd by strife, And all my hopes and fears thrown off with life ; Why am I charm'd by friendship's fond essays, And though unbodied, conscious of thy praise ; Has pride a portion in the parted soul ? Does passion still the firmless mind control?
Strana 256 - I give not heaven for lost . From this descent Celestial virtues rising, will appear More glorious and more dread than from no fall, And trust themselves to fear no second fate.
Strana 28 - If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it: that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again, it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets; Stealing and giving odour.
Strana 72 - And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! Too much I know. My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life to moan? O thou hast left me all alone ! Thy soul and body when death's agony Besieg'd around thy noble heart, Did not with more reluctance part Than I, my dearest friend, do part from thee.
Strana 290 - Wi' wings that I might flee, Then I wad travel o'er the main, My ae true love to see ; Then I wad tell a joyfu' tale To ane that's dear to me, And sit upon a king's window, And sing my melody. The adder lies i...